It is slightly gratifying that all it takes to bring Yussa right back to that precipice is a little attentive attention from his fingers. Yussa's strained voice and soft noises of pleasure become Caleb's primary motivation to keep fucking him this way as his muscles grow tired, but thankfully it isn't long before he feels his back arch and his cunt tighten.

With a soft grunt, Caleb pushes up to meet the needy grind of his hips, slowing his pace considerably to give his own body a rest as Yussa climaxes around him. Every squeeze around his cock, now rocking slow and deep inside his older lover, sends a warm little shudder through Caleb's body, his heavy breathing interspersed with soft gasps. His fingers do their work, drawing the other man's peak out for as long as he can, but easing back before that extension becomes unpleasant.

Three, he thinks. He'd gotten Yussa to three orgasms last night. He can't help wondering if pushing for four tonight would be too much.

They will have to change to another position for him, at least. As much as he likes this one, he doesn't have the strength to maintain it for long. He takes a moment to catch his breath just as Yussa does.